A Construction Workerby Tom BlanchardI saw him as I was parking my car. He was stumbling down the sidewalk, obviously drunk as a coot, but what caught my eye was his beautiful muscular back and shoulders, as he had his shirt off, a khaki-colored shirt slung over his right shoulder. He wore white jeans. A painter, perhaps, and his drunkenness certainly lent some credence to that theory....
By Tom BlanchardI met him at the gym. Chuck was one of the most gorgeous men I had ever seen. He caught my eye in the locker room as he walked by, wrapped in a white towel--about 6 feet tall, in good shape, though obviously 40-ish, with beautifully hairy arms and thick, soft, curly brown hair covering and billowing out from his muscular chest. He wasn’t over-muscular. He just had that...
My Life With Drew Brees***Author’s note: I do not know the sexual preference of any of the person or persons written about in this story. Also, do not imply the sexual preference of any character’s written about in this story. Also, this story is completely pure fiction. I don’t know the real life story of the person this story is about. This story also includes men performing sexual acts...
I had just graduated from massage therapy school and was sent to a local gym for a job interview. I made sure I was 'dressed for success' and clean from head to toe. I had an interview with the gym manager named Jake. I arrived early and was told by the front desk that Jake was just finishing up his work out and said that I should wait in his office. As I waited in the office, I noticed that...
The Janitor I’ve had a gut-wrenching last couple of years. In fact, it is still painful to remember how things used to be. I met Matt when we were in college and things just seemed to click. After graduation, we moved in together. One thing led to another, and before you knew it - we were in love. Matt worked his way up the ladder in banking and was made a Sr. VP after six...
The Customer/ Dexter's SagaPart 9By Joystick Disclaimer: This story may contain scenes of a graphical nature that may not be legal in your area. If you are under 18, or if material of this nature is illegal in your present location, please leave now. By reading on, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story.This story is a work of pure fiction....
The sun scorched the hiker as he crossed Fontana Dam. It was late morning and, though it was only the middle of May, the heat and humidity was already unbearable. Sweat drenched the hiker's red bandanna wrapped around his head. His mid-weight boots plodded on the asphalt. Despite his discomfort, he stopped for a moment to snap off a couple of photos of the man-made lake and the surrounding...
Rick Moss was feeling good night. He danced naked in front of the wall-to-wall mirror in his bathroom. He ran his thick fingers over his beefy body, every now and then pulling playfully on his firm nipples. He ran his hand along the beard over his square jaw and round cheek, making sure they were well groomed. He flashed his toothy smile as he traced his short mustache with a fingertip. He...
Kenny Cho arrived at the Korean restaurant just as the other members of the group arrived. The group comprised of mainly gay Asian men of various ages and nationalities and some of their invited, non-Asian male friends/partners. Once a month the group would dine out at an ethnic restaurant of their choosing. Last month was Vietnamese.Many of the members were single and used these social...
Journal Entry 6/4I spent the night here at Jim's cabin. It's a nice, roomy log cabin. He passes the nicer seasons here and winters in Florida.When I arrived from the hike up, my boots and calves were caked in mud. Jim had me stand on a flat rock a few feet away from his stacks of firewood while he hosed my boots and calves with water. I had to do some complicated calculus in my head...
The events in this story take place after my first encounter with the...
Hi my name is Brice and this is my amazing and perfect story of how I found the love of my life. It started the second semester of my senior year. My friends and I were goofing off in the cafeteria tossing food at one another. Not really caring what the consequences were considering there wasn't much of the school year left. I threw a handfull of fries at my friend kristen and she dodged them....
It was 3 years ago when i travelled over 5000 miles to university in the small town of Brookings in South Dakota. On my first night i met one of my flatmates, even jetlagged i could tell he was hot. I wont give his really name so i'll call him Joe. He was tall and muscley, but not too much and he was German. Over the next few days and weeks we got to know each other, he told me about his family,...
Steve was strolling through his favourite cruising ground late on Friday evening after work when he chanced upon a new face he had not seen before. Standing leaning against the tree was this new guy. He looked around 59 years old. He was 6ft 4” with broad shoulders and a body to die for. He had salt & pepper hair and was nursing what looked like an enormous bulge between his legs. The...
The previously submitted story by the same name was full of errors. So, I am re-submitting it here:_____I had not seen Austin since high school. We were both in our mid-30's, now, and I could only imagine what a hunk of a man he must have become. I had been told that he was coming into my department at work to train as a new salesman. We sold computer equipment. In high school, I...
By Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netThe City:Sunday night. I saw him at the end of the bar. He sat alone, sipping a tumbler of scotch and ice. He looked like a square peg in a round hole, obviously out of his element in the sleek piano bar on west Forty-Sixth Street. The crowd that night was typical, overdressed and bored as they sat at tiny chrome tables clustered around the big ebony...
The birds waited for me every afternoon. I would stop at the bakery on 56th Street and get a bag of leftover rolls from the breakfast rush. Pigeons are plentiful and most New Yorkers think of them as nothing more than an annoyance, but I enjoy feeding them. Some of them are regulars, and I even named a few of the bolder, friendlier birds. I know it sounds silly, but they brought me some peace of...
by Jimmy Gordonjimmygor@optonline.netI tasted the salty tang of his pre-cum as his cock slipped around in my mouth. I was going to take my time, this time, the last time. I wanted to savor the moment and the delicious taste of his dick, the strong scent of man rising from his thick pubic bush. I couldn’t keep seeing this guy, not like this. I knew going into it that he was straight, and...
A tale of dangerous sex--this story may not be suitable for general readership. Please be advised this is erotic literature and should only be read by mature adults.The bar was packed for a Sunday night. This was not my usual hangout. I had traveled over 30 miles to get to the place, a “dance bar” in the next county. I’m on the board of a GLBT community service foundation, and it was my task...
The Native Desert jimmygor@optonline.netThe sun had set several hours ago, the heat of the day forgotten as the desert fell under a mantle of cold night air. The horse was as exhausted as I was, and I felt her stumble over hidden snake holes and grassy roots as we trudged through the unending sand berms of the valley. She couldn’t go on much longer. If the old girl failed me, I was surely a...
My regular massages with Wayne were becoming more erotic each session with him finger fucking my tight arse but neither he nor I suggesting we go any further but last week to my surprise Wayne introduced me to the pleasures of a vibrating plastic prick and as I lay back groaning in ecstasy I asked him to do it to me with the real thing his nice hard cock.As I had been greedily sucking his cock...
Freitag 20:00 Uhr, ich hatte mal wieder freiwillig die Spätschicht übernommen. Hatte ja auch am Wochenende mal wieder nichts zu tun. Also machte ich mich unentbehrlich in der neuen Firma und kloppte Überstunden was das Zeug hielt. Ich war erst seit 5 Monaten in der neuen Firma und war somit immer noch in der Probezeit. Zeitgleich hatte ich den Umzug durchgeführt. Somit war ich wochentags...
As Steve led me down a hall to his master suit I noticed a clock…12:30. Had I really already been in his home and in his arms for 5 hours? It didn’t seem that long, but I knew we were both enjoying absolutely every moment.I sat on the bed as Steve began unbuckling his belt. I pulled him close to me and slapped his hands away. I wanted to unwrap his package. I unbuttoned his chinos and...
I arrived to work on Monday morning and was greeted by an e-mail that said the following: “Geoff, I had a nice time hanging out with you on Friday. Due to my work schedule and Ryan being at my house during the early part of each evening during the week, I’m not sure when I’ll be able to get together again. Maybe we can meet for a drink one evening. Anyway, I wish you a great week. Steve”....
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